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onmyyan · 2 years

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A/N: First Yandere OC he’s a big baby n i love him❤ TWs: Yandere shenanigans, Smut, reader has a coochie, word pussy used to describe genitalia, cis fem reader, ”Good Girl”, breeding kink, feeding kink, cum eating (reader doesn't know) oral (f receiving), shower sex, cursing

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Caspian Delmont HC's

25 year old beefcake

The biggest guy in the room no matter where he is. Absolutely massive individual, standing proud at 6'4 a wall of muscle shaped like a man, definition of scary dog privilege

Smells like cinnamon and warm chocolate

Likes to take Sunday drives in his granddads 67 Chevy Impala, oldies blaring through the speakers he'd put in himself(the only thing he changed about the car)

Old fashioned in the way where he'd lay a man out flat in the street for disrespecting you, then take you to dinner as an apology for having to deal with that crap.

He has an accent, a thick Bronx twang that comes out heavy on certain words, bilingual, speaks fluent Spanish and English, he's mixed with Filipino and Puerto Rican, has a huge family so he wants one with you. If you don't however he'll settle for a small army of animals.

Drinks his respect women juice like water, sees you as his equal and at the same time holds you on this goddess like pedestal high above him.

Boxes in his free time to release pent up aggression, and he's good at it.

Early on in the relationship he is quite hesitant to show you this side as he's insecure about how you view him.

Everyone has always had some ulterior motive when it came to him, he's used to people befriending him out of fear or to use his intimidating stature to their advantage, so when you don't he's both incredibly warmed and confused.

You're genuineness only draws him in further, as tough an act he puts on our boy falls fast and hard.

First time he saw you he was a goner, you were elbow deep in some toffee cookie dough, the tip of your tongue poking through your plush lips in the cutest form of concentration he'd ever bore witness to.

His brain worked a mile a minute as he sped walked his way to the desk next to you, shoulder checking the smaller man who was previously beside you. You looked up at the sound of his body meeting the desk in his scurry out the way of Caspian’s impending mass.

His red eyes widened as they met yours, the smile you gave him was real, he saw it in the way it reached your eyes. The small 'hi' you said as you went back to your work had butterflies erupting in his chest the entire hour of class.

Not one to shy away from his wants he quickly comes up to you after the lesson eager to help you clean up as his own station was miraculously cleared in moments.

He lays on the charm thick, all the while making sure not to come off as too pushy, he visibly lit up when he got you to laugh that first time.

Wants to ask you out immediately but knows he loves a lot harder than most and the last thing he wanted was to scare you away. Forces himself to hold back even though he knew you were the one after about one and a half classes.

Remembers everything you share about yourself, down to the most minute detail about how you like to stay home when it rains because it always makes you sleepy, or how you like when your partner can protect you because people in the past have failed to.

Absolute sweetheart to you, treats you like you deserve to be, 100% worshiped.

Can and has knocked some teeth out to protect your honor, if someone made the fatal mistake of making you cry?

Oh he's calling his sketchy cousin who owns a junkyard on the edge of town and having him leave the gates unlocked for him where your offender may or may not be tied up in the trunk of their car, he doesn't give em' a speech or tell them why he's doing what he is, in his mind they should know. Their muffled screams would be drowned out by the metal jaws and teeth of the compactor his cousin let him use from time to time, he'd have to bake him some macaroons as a thank you- ooh he could ask you to join him! It be such a cute date.

Major sweet tooth, loooooves hand feeding you especially if it's something he himself made it's a physical representation of his love!!

Calls you sugar, pumpkin, honeyy(specifically drawing out the y at the end so its more like a whine) babycakes, muffin, basically any food you can call your s/o he's doing it

He wakes up an hour or so before you so he can stare lovingly without you getting all flustered and hiding from him.

His favorite days are spent waking up late with you on top of him, his big arms holding you securely to his chest, neither of you have work or classes, you'd wake up to him humming some unnamed tune, the timber in his voice lulling you gently awake, he won't leave the bed without at least one kiss, first words you hear are usually something like "Mornin' sugar" followed by the kinda toe curling kiss that shakes all the sleep from your system, I'm talking he only pulls away to breathe kinda kiss, "I'm the luckiest bastard in the world gettin' to wake up with a woman like you warming my sheets." If you two don't immediately go at it like rabbits he'll twirl you both into the kitchen where you'll cook breakfast together, the radio softly filling the morning air, makes you sit in his lap while you eat, he'd be so focused on watching you eat he'd forget to do it himself so naturally you take the time to feed him as well, cue his heart exploding and him getting so excited he all but tosses you on the table, hand cradling your head because he'd never hurt you, eventually you'd be able to keep your paws off each other long enough to get ready, although if he's in the room it will take twice as long.

Nsfw under here❗❗❗❗❗❗❗❗❗❗

Doesn't matter your height or weight this man is throwin you around in the bedroom

His hands are surprisingly soft for how rugged he looks, he's obsessed with trailing them along your body, stares at you like you're artwork.

On one hand he wants to take his time, start at the bottom work his way up your body, kissing, licking and biting everywhere he could. He wants to tease you, taste you get drunk off your sent until you tug him away from your sex, then he'd slide his way up the sweet smile on his face not matching the debauchery he was about to commit.

On the other hand he wants to lay on the bed and have you sink onto his face so he can eat like the starved beast he is, any fears or insecurities about the ordeal fly out the window when you look down to see this titan of a man with tears beading his lashline, begging to eat your pussy, whining to just do it already and he could take it if you'd pleeeease just give it to em'

Feeder kink on max, it all starts when one day your hands are full and you innocently asked him to feed you, all was well and good until his finger lingered in your mouth a second too long, your tongue teasingly flicked the appendage as it retreated, now every time you're eating all he can think about is sitting you in his lap and feeding you. If he could he'd spend every meal with you cockwarming him and his fingers in your mouth.

Service Top? Service Top.

Can and will eat you out until you're a whining, blubbering, mess. More often than not you have to pull him by his hair to catch your breath, of course the light sting from your yanks would only spur him on,

"One more honey? C'mon good girl give it to me. I know you can baby- that's right ride my face." Absolute menace

Shower sex that leaves you feeling dirtier than when you went in

Definitely the type to talk you through it.

"There we go- that's it honey jus' let go f'me." He loves to moan in your ear and see the pretty way your face twists up, loud as hell too, it's a good thing he has a house cuz the man is a screamer.

Always makes you cum more than once, competitive bastard makes it a game between himself to see how many times you can unravel before you tap out.

Can you say Pussy drunk? He wants it as sloppy and messy as he can get. Eats you like its his last chance, i'm talking moaning into your skin, pulling your hips down to get you as close as possible, grinding himself against the bed while he thanks you for letting him have his favorite meal.

He's definitely came in your food before sorry

It's just so romantic to him!! The idea of being inside of you-even just a small piece, quells the possessive monster he keeps leashed. For now

Is willing to try anything you want in bed except hurting you, some choking? Sure, impact play? If you asked him real nicely, but anything like degradation he just can't make himself be mean to his baby!!

You could be mean to him though, there's a small genuine part of him that likes when you get a little rougher, he thinks he doesn't deserve you- any of you, so dig your nails in his skin, mark him with your teeth, show him who he belongs to.

Breeding kink breeding kink breeding kink- you get the picture.

If you indulge him once he'll never wanna cum anywhere else.

"Please baby-fuck, please lemme' cum inside please please fuck me fuck me yes- oh god m'gonna fill this pretty pussy so deep yes, yes- oh god baby girl feels. So. Fuckin. Good." He'd thrust as hard as he could at the end, his face scrunching up in the most blissful fucked out expression. Absolutely cried because of how good it felt.

All in all you give him an inch he'll give you eight

#yandere #yandere x reader #yandere x y/n #yandere male #yandere male x reader #yandere oc #caspian oc #yandere oc x reader #oc x reader #yandere hcs #yandere smut #caspian delmont

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agendabymooner · 7 months

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lucky charms, qatar and all that romance fiasco ! oscar p. x ofc (filo!gen z!ofc)

summary: in which, paloma san pedro is oscar’s lucky charm. OR the mclaren driver forgot to mention to carlos sainz about his relative being in the race— but the rest of the sprint days were something of a history.

content warning: use of explicit language, spoilers for qatar gp 2023 sprint, carlos sainz x ofc mentioned (magda) carlos sainz x in-law!ofc, funny banters, briefly mentions pato o’ward and mark webber (multi 21 joke incoming), one filipino word (“itik” = “duck” = “pato”), mclaren admin x ofc, crack fic, affectionate!oscar mentioned

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THE DAY CARLOS SAINZ FOUND OUT

3 + 3 = P6 (QUALIFYING)

PALOMA = LUCKY PAPAYA? (QATAR SPRINT)

tagged lomisanpedro, landonorris, mclaren

liked by ninojames, patriciooward, aussiegrit

mclaren my girl is always dressed for the occasion 😇🧡

patriciooward congratulations!!! 🥳🥳 liked by oscarpiastri

ninojames he just put nine gyal on a sprinter 🙌💪 liked by oscarpiastri

landonorris 🙏🙏 liked by oscarpiastri

landonorris but why is she kissing lewishamilton instead 👀

user1 i would too tbh

lewishamilton 🤣

monamagdalena WOOOO CONGRATS OSCAR!!! (carlos is still mad you didn’t tell him about paloma going) liked by oscarpiastri

oscarpiastri am i still allowed in madrid??

carlossainzjr your other half is.

user2 he just dedicated his win to her 🥺🥺

user3 bro is straight simping

aussiegrit proud of you lad!!! liked by oscarpiastri

lomisanpedro 🧡 proud of u pastry liked and pinned by oscarpiastri

oscarpiastri no u 🏆

user4 he can’t even say ily or sumn 😭😭

bonus !!!

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mynewhyperfixation · 3 months

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T.I.P. - Pt.6

When the boy saw Cyborg pick up the discarded metal arm of the being he had been fighting he sighed. After taking a calculating scan of the scene he stopped pulling against the lasso. (It didn’t seem to hurt him the way it did most of her enemies.) He landed and put his arms out. After so many evasive encounters he had simply surrendered.

When Batman put on the admittedly suspicious power dampening collar and cuffs Phantom winced. He let out a small pained hiss as his gravity defying white hair turned wavy black, glowing green eyes faded to a blue hazel, and his magenta tinged skin became a dark tan. Only a moment after the transformation he set his face in a stoic expression. Proud and yet far too resigned for someone so young. His eyes then became unfocused in a way that they all found concerning.

Danny didn’t allow himself to think about how these new cuffs had forced him out of his ghost form and what that meant. He didn’t allow himself to imagine being turned over to the GIW, as he soon would be. He instead focused on the pain of the cuffs cutting off half of who he was. Ignoring the injuries that had infinitely slowed in their healing, and he kept his mouth shut, because you don’t talk to cops. There was no point in asking for a lawyer either. Legally he wasn’t a person and the League would know that.

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AN: Danny is part Filipino and adopted at birth in this AU I've decided. He's also a bit purple/pink because of this post https://www.tumblr.com/junkanimate/737426156743213057 I've been uploading here rather than AO3 in hopes of getting more thoughts and opinions out of people, but so far that has not worked at all. 😅 Got any ideas for what to call this chapter? There's only 1 part of it left!

#dpxdc #dp x dc #tclwrites #The Infamous Phantom

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obamousse · 2 months

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Half-Korean Mattsun is entering my domain.

His mom is half-Korean, and an expatriate (though high-end white collar worker) who came to work in Japan and married Mattsun's dad. Mattsun inherited his curly hair and tanned skin from his mom.

Even though they have Korean blood, they never watch any K-drama or listen to Kpop.

Mattsun's mom is good at English (obv due to the nature of her job) and his dad is good at it too. So their family became a sorta multi-language-y household, where both English, Korean, and Japanese are exchanged. Mattsun is fluent in English because of that, but he's most fluent in Japanese (Korean comes third).

Mattsun, Iwa, and Oikawa are fluent in English (they probably speak more than English and Japanese). Oikawa has a language ability (Japanese, Portuguese, English, Spanish), Iwa is half-Filipino and has Filipino American relatives (so he speaks Japanese, Filipino, some Chinese, English), even though his mom speaks only Japanese to him and his dad, and Mattsun's home uses a lot of languages. Hanamaki has no idea what's going on whenever these three speaks English, but he finds that they are very useful to travel with. He's proud because having 3 trilingual friends where trilingualism is uncommon is a pretty good feat.

#haikyuu!!#haikyuu headcanons #matsukawa issei #oikawa tooru #iwaizumi hajime #hanamaki takahiro #seijoh 4 #why is everyone trilingual?#this is so unrealistic lmao

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tokyo-revengers-writings · 1 year

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Sleep (Izana x GN!Reader)

A/n: I often see writers write like this headcanon-oneshot hybrid style (more os than hc), so I figured I'd give it a try with this thought that has been plaguing my mind. Legit, I wrote this in an attempt to get me to stop thinking about it. (Yes, I know this is a pt. 2, get off my dick) And yes, there is a bit of Filipino because I'm learning and proud. Don't know if my writing's good, it's having a moment rn.

Warnings: Sickness, cursing

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A few hours after Izana left to go to a Tenjiku meeting, Kakucho called you

"You should get down here. Quickly, preferably."

He didn't tell you much more, just that it was about Izana; he seemed rushed

It was strange; he seemed perfectly fine this morning

You drove to Tenjiku's meeting place, where all the lower levels were gone and it was just the executives and heavenly kings

Ran led you to Izana, who was sitting in a chair, clutching his abdomen and curling into himself. He was pale and sweating bullets

Kakucho, Rindou, and Shion were around Izana.

Mochi, Mucho, Kisaki, Koko and Hanma stood back, almost not trusting themselves to go near Izana

Kakucho holding his hand and gently rubbing his back

Rindou was talking to Izana to soothe him, "Hey, it's alright, man. Take it easy, relax."

Shion was holding his other hand while grasping a water bottle for Izana.

If Izana was letting Shion five feet near him, there was an issue.

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"Kakucho," I put my hand on his shoulder, "What the hell happened?"

"He just started feeling really bad in the middle of the meeting," Kaku shrugged, "I'm not sure of the details; I had the Haitanis bring him into the back to chill."

"Ran! Get over here!" I yelled.

"Yes?"

I nudged his shoulder, "Tell me what happened with Izana."

"He didn't seem well and Kakucho told Rindou and me to take him into the back," Ran looked around worriedly, "He was complaining about pain, I couldn't really decipher half of it. He was completely out of it."

I crouched next to Rin and gently tapped Izana's clammy cheek, "You alright, Mahal?"

He looked up a bit, his eyes bloodshot, "'m fine..."

RIndou looked at me, "No matter how many times any of us ask, that's our answer."

"Because it's true..." Izana answered, his voice hardly audible.

"Want me to take you home, 'Zana?"

There was little protest on Izana's end, even as Kakucho carried him to the car. The reason was probably that he was barely conscious. Ran and Rindou exchanged worried looks.

"I can come by later," Kakucho said after closing the passenger's side door, "Help you out a bit."

I nodded, "That would help both of us."

I said my goodbyes to everyone before getting in the driver's seat and setting off for home. It was clear Izana was trying to stay conscious, struggling to keep his eyes open.

"Izana?"

He turned, "Hm...?"

"Now that we're alone, are you gonna tell me how you're feeling?"

Izana shut his eyes tightly, "It hurts... Everything hurts..."

I reached over and put my hand on his forehead. He was warm, but nothing to be overly scared about. He flinched away but relaxed soon enough.

"When'd you start feeling like this, Mahal?"

"No clue... felt kinda off this morning..." His words were slurred, and it was clear he wasn't... all the way there.

"Go into the console and grab some ibuprofen for now, that way you can go straight to bed when you get home."

Izana groaned, opening the console and taking two ibuprofen tablets before setting it back in the console. He leaned back in his seat and shut his eyes tightly, a bit of color returning to his face.

"Think you can walk in?" I asked as I parked the car in the parking lot.

Izana scoffed, "I'm not a fucking child..."

I forgave Izana's rudeness; he was always rude, ill or otherwise. He stepped out of the car and clung to the outside for dear life as he took small, shaky steps.

"Nuh-uh, we're not doing this," I came beside him, "Put your arms around my neck."

"I said I got it!" Izana hissed before tripping over his feet.

"Mhm, you were saying?"

"Shut up," Izana put his arms around my neck and allowed me to carry him up to his apartment.

I set him down gently on the couch, fetching him several extra pillows, blankets, ice packs, and anything else Izana wished for. I felt bad for him; he clearly felt like shit, and he had been through enough already.

"Don't leave..." Izana muttered sleepily, "Stay here..."

I clutched his clammy hand, "Just relax and go to sleep, I'm not gonna leave."

He was out like a candle during a windstorm, sleeping relatively peacefully. I kept my word, sitting beside him clutching his hand whilst he slept. More color returned to his face, yet he still looked awful.

There was a knock at the door.

I let go of Izana's hand and opened the door for Kakucho. He looked over the room quickly before setting a bag of stuff down.

"I wasn't sure what he needed, so I just got everything." Kakucho muttered, motioning to the bag, "There's more in Koko's car if you could help me get that."

"You're such a great friend, Kaku." I followed him downstairs to Koko's car, which I am sure he did not steal.

"How's Izana doing?"

I tucked my hands in my pockets, "I managed to get him to sleep."

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spield · 2 years

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i have never been proud to be a Filipino.

There are flashes of pride, sure, when Hidilyn Diaz won the Olympic gold for one. When I listen to our indigenous groups’ songs, when I dive into the waters of Coron, Palawan.

When I read about the historic EDSA I movement that ousted Marcos from power after decades of killing the country. But now? I have never felt so ashamed, so angry. It’s a suffering, being a Filipino under the son of the dictator we ousted not half a century ago. It’s a suffering - watching an actor take top spot in the senatorial race and a lawyer not even getting into the Magic 12. I’m exhausted. Ashamed. And done. I’ll be fine - relatively. Middle class girl, with more or less the capacity to migrate. But shit, man, that’s another thing -- who tf wants to be a second-class citizen in white countries? I don’t know. i don’t know.

#ph elections #philippines

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neurotonic · 1 month

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mmm just character thoughts don't mind me. I was initially hesitant to give my Phoenix too much characteristics that make them more than what we see in the game. I wanted to stick to focusing on their present as this silly do-gooder protagonist with simple motivations (a la Mr. No-Backstory Phoenix Wright Aceattorney. THAT'SRIGHT!! I DIDN'T JUST STOP WITH THE HAIR WAHHA /j)

which is why I didn't want to give them an actual real name for a long time.. the moment I do that is the moment they're someone unique entirely. Which isn't a bad thing! For some reason I just wanted to stick it to the simplicity. But I guess making them half-asian working for a company that's (mainly? i assume?) based in the US in the 60's already entails a lot of implications. Also I was really proud of thinking up of a real name for them which is why I put it on that one art I did for them.

All that to say is ... I'm close to deciding on going all-in with my Phoenix's characterization, backstory and all. I could... PROBABLY manage to connect their weird talent of not dying to it but. It's silly for the sake of being silly so. probably not.

What I've got so far is that they're an overseas filipino worker who, after jumping across multiple jobs (none of them sticking too long), accidentally wanders into one of the buildings of the Agency. They somehow get accepted and it doesn't take long for them to realize that they're a spy now. Surprisingly, they like the thrill. They really Did Not Expect to suddenly be saving the world but it's fine. It's fine!

#they also didn't. plan on settling down the us for family reasons #though by the end of the 1st game i think the Agency granted them citizenship bc they're an asset now #. idk the right terms i should search things more #i was going to go over how the politics work in this damn world #like. GENUINE QUESTION... do 'presidents' still exist? at least as like #one tier below the world leaders. since they Still take the time #to differentiate all the countries within the four world powers #because if so. my god. there's like . something historic happens in the PH in the 60's and im like #do i want to factor that to my silly littl agent #things are different in this world obvi #cant stop thinking about the implications lol #anyways #gene rambles #agent phoenix

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jolinaprincess · 2 years

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BTS Mafia Soulmate/Omegaverse Au Chapter one

PAIRINGS: BTS X CHUBBY READER, WRITER X?

WARNINGS: ABUSE, PARENTS HATING, BEING SOLD, PARENT’S HATES OMEGA’S, ETC.

CHILDHOOD

Y/N was the daughter of a Businessman and Businesswoman named Choi James, and Choi Sakura is half Korean and half Filipino. Her father worked for one of the top businesses in South Korea, NJM Enterprises. His work pertains to being the face of the Ceo when the actual Ceo can't make it, so that means seeing through meetings and deals with other businesses that want to work with them. While her mother works for one of the top Fashion Companies in South Korea as a secretary, her parents are both Alpha's, strict and proud. When they found out they were pregnant at the top of their games, they weren't thrilled with the news.

They decided to abort it since they didn't want a child, but on the way to an Abortion Clinic, their family found out and were angry and disappointed in them for trying to kill an innocent child. So, to keep an eye on the soon-to-be parents, the family decided to move in with them until the child was 7 yr. Old. The couple came to love the child and decided to keep the gender of the child as a surprise and were hoping for a boy. When Y/n was born, they were disappointed that it was a girl and not a boy and was going to leave her at the hospital, but when it was time for Y/n's mother to leave the hospital, their family came with Y/n's father, so they couldn't really abandon the baby at the hospital. During the first few months after the birth, Y/n's parents acted like they loved and cared for her needs.

Three years later, Y/n is ready to start Pre-K. Her parents were busy, so her grandparents from both sides of her family decided to bring her to school. There she met one of the boys, Jungkook, in her class, and they became fast friends during school. When it was time to go home, they were both crying because they didn't want to leave, thinking they'll never see each other again. To Jungkook's parent's and to Y/n's grandparent's surprise cause with Jungkook, he was a shy little bunny to new people, and for Y/n, it's just been her family and the maids and butlers in the house they're leaving in, so it was understandable that Y/n didn't want to leave her newfound friend.

Her grandmother Jane and Beth crouched to their knees in front of the crying kids and smiled at them, calming them down. Grandmother Jane suggested that why don't they have a play date this weekend and maybe in the future, some more playdates will happen. Jungkook parents would bring Jungkook and his brothers over to Y/n's house and pick them up the next afternoon. The boys would pick up Y/n at her place, walk to school together and, after school, hang out at the arcade or study at the library after school. It took a while for Jungkook's brothers Seokjin, Yoongi, Hoseok, Namjoon, Jimin, and Taehyung to become Y/n's friends, but eventually, they did become friends.

Y/n parents hated the boys coming over to their place because they had to act like Y/n parents, which they totally despised, plus anything Y/n really loved, they wanted to rip it apart since she ruined their lives as a girl instead of a boy. They were delighted and proud that Y/N wouldn't see anyone again and that they wouldn't have to act like a loving family. Y/n's father got a call from his boss on the day saying they needed him to become CEO of the new company branch in California, the USA, at Y/n's 7th birthday party and the last time Y/n ever had a happy memory and childhood.

After the birthday party and their family leaving, a.k.a moving out since it was agreed that once Y/n was 7yrs old that they would be moving out. They hurriedly packed everything up, ensuring nothing like passports and important documents was left behind. Y/n was wondering what was going on and asked her parents. When they said they were moving away to the USA.Y/n started to cry and say that she didn't want to go and leave everything behind, plus her friends and family were there. What happened next shocked her since her parents had never hit her before. Her father walked up and slapped her across the face, hitting her head on the table next to her. Y/n cried even harder, making her mother annoyed at her crying and kicking her in the stomach a couple times to make Y/n shut up, which she finally did from the pain. They just left her there while finishing packing and booking the flights; they got 3 three first-class seats. Once done packing everything, Y/n's mother bent down to wake up Y/n since they had to act like loving parents heading to the airport.

Once at the airport, they went to check in and get something to eat while waiting for their flight. When it was time to board, Y/n's mother told her to be quiet and behave with a glare sent toward her Y/n gave a slight nod to her parents while following right behind them towards the entrance to the airplane. Y/n looked at her parents while eating her dinner and her parents talking about what they were going to do once they landed. Y/n was hoping that what her parents did to her was a nightmare, but somewhere in her subconscious, she was telling her that it wasn't a nightmare and that she just didn't want to believe it.

After a long flight, they finally landed in the USA but in California. They headed out of the airplane toward inside the airport to check in and check in their immigrant paperwork, saying they were staying here indefinitely. Once everything was checkout and approved, Y/n's father called one of their drivers to come and pick them up from the airport. At the house, the car stopped at the main entrance Y/n plus her parents got out of the car and went inside. While the maid and butlers grabbed their bags, putting them in their rooms.

While looking around the house, she'll be calling home. They walked down the hallway on the second floor and showed Y/n her room. Y/n looked around her room and smiled at her mother. Her room looked like you were somewhere else. Y/n's mother told her that this could be taken away if you don't behave and stay silent whenever we had a guest over or at a party; simply, you don't exist here in this house; you get to keep this room. If not, it's the ecky moldy, smelly basement for you, harsh punishments, and telling her that she will be homeschooled.

Y/n couldn't believe her mother was telling her. Her mother left the room, leaving her to cry silently instead of comforting her. Now she knew what happened in their old place was real instead of comforting her. She learned fast during the first few weeks living in the house that her parents weren't joking and went on with their lives like they didn't have a daughter to take care of since they had hired a nanny for her to watch over her and teach her what she needs to know since she wasn't allowed to go to school.

This was her life for the next 8 years of her life. During those time, she found out that her parents didn't want kids but started to love the child and hoped for a boy, only for it to turn out to be a girl, so while their parents were living with them, they acted like they loved you when in reality they hated your guts and wished you were dead. You found out the truth when you came downstairs, forgetting that her parents had a guest over and were punished harshly for it. Y/n had scars on her back to prove it.

Before Y/n turned 15, her parents decided to throw a party to introduce her as their daughter since that's when her second gender would come out. Knowing that Y/n was definitely going to be an Alpha, they didn't realize that Y/n had been showing some Omega traits for the last two years. Since they've ignored her existence, they would surely be shocked at the party. It took a whole month to prepare the party for Y/n's 15'th birthday and Second Gender coming out party. Y/n knew about the party but was anxious because she knew she would disappoint her parents as she has always done. Hopefully, not though her subconscious was saying that she was an omega, but was praying that her subconscious was wrong and that her second gender is an Alpha, not an Omega, cause that would give her parents more reason to hate getting rid of her. Y/n's parents never hid their hatred for Omega whenever they took Y/n out to dinner for being a good girl. They went to an Omega-owned restaurant and complained about everything about the restaurant and who owns the restaurant, saying that an Omega shouldn't be allowed to own businesses. They should be just breeders and have dirty jobs.

The day of the party arrived, and Y/n was nervous since the time of the party was when her second gender would come out and after she was introduced too. Y/n could hear the party going downstairs while one of the maids helped her get ready with the dress and jewelry that her mother bought for her to wear today. After an hour of getting ready, she had to come downstairs. For her parents to introduce her to their friends and their friend's family.

Y/n came downstairs like a lady taught to her by her nanny, and once on the main floor, she bowed and greeted everyone by saying her name and thanked everyone for coming. When it was time for her second gender to come out, Y/n felt great pain in her whole body, but it only lasted a few minutes. Everyone was shocked, but not like her parents, who were furious and were hiding so well with fake smiles on their faces. They approached Y/n and gave her a slight hug and kiss saying how proud they were even though she was an Omega, but Y/n knew better and knew that her parents were faking it, only acting like they were alright with it since they didn't want to ruin their reputation.

Once the party was over and everyone had left, Y/n 's father called his friend from the underground name Mr. Alex since he took a liking to Y/n and sold her to him for a favor in the future. One of Mr. Alex's men came to pick her up the next day Y/n knew that this was going to happen, but it still hurt that her parents would sell her since she's an Omega instead of an Alpha. She hoped her life would be a little bit better than now, but she didn't know that she was entering HELL and that Y/n's ex-father had sold her to the DEVIL.

#bts mafia au #bts soulmate au #bts x chubby reader #ot7 bts x reader #bts chubby reader #bts-ot7-x-reader #alphabtsxomegareader #bts x reader #bts #bts fanfic #bts a/b/o #bts poly!au #bts polyamory au #bts omegaverse au

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fleetsummers · 2 months

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What was your favorite and least favorite roll you ever played?

Let's start with least favourite -- my mom was Kim in a limited run of Miss Saigon and that was before we had any family living nearby who could take care of me, and Kim has a son in the show, so they pulled the casting call for some kid "small, confident and SE Asian looking" and cast me instead for convenience. Some of the reviews said I wasn't SEA-looking enough which was fun. Anyhow if you've never seen the show, Tam -- the son -- gets threatened with a knife and eventually his mom kills herself behind a curtain while he's right there. I behaved myself and it's not like I had any lines or anything but I didn't like that show much.

My favourite -- which might sound incongruous given what I just said? -- was the true crime miniseries I did, where I was the man who shot famous designer Piero Sanmarco. But it was an incredible part, I got to actually be both queer and half-Filipino, and I won awards. Not that the awards make it my favourite role but at the same time, they kind of do, because who doesn't like being validated? Plus I acted the crap out of that role. I'm very proud of it.

#fleetask

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umbilicalcordchewer · 1 day

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Crazy long oc lore drop because I need to share my thoughts to my page

The OCS fyi, keep up with the names this gets confusing

it's before Jesus times , Ume exists , Ume is the first vampire, ume forms herself a child from her own self. Basically like plants and uke decided to make her Safa. Safa grows , 137 years go by. Safas pretty chill, just like killing and eating because hungry yum. Because Safa just wants power and doesn't really feel emotions Safa kills ume and eats her because she's evil and cool. In 209 Safa gives a god her role as a vampire and the god switches places with safa , safa becomes the all mighty god of all and everything because the god wanted normal vampire life back. Safa gets herself followers , basically evil Jesus and the 5 apostles (I laughed sm at this). Lewis is her biggest and first follower (and the only man), he serves cunt and is quite funny, he eats women because tasty even tho he dislikes women romantically, safa has many followers and it's kinda a cult, her 5 biggest followers mean most to her , she cares for them like her children/pets

Safa has other followers , but they don't mean much to her, they're worth less than ants to her

Lewis seduces women, laughs at them , gives them a humiliating death and eats them though he has a kind soul (trust me on this one he's doing whatever he can for safa to be proud)

Lewis falls in love with a mortal (I'll write about him later) , he turns the mortal to praying to Safa because it's a cult, safa grants Lewis's lover a wish , to also be immortal because yayyyy

Izmi is Safas second biggest follower (Right after Lewis they chill)

Izmi has alot of burn scars because she died being burnt at the cross, she cover them up by dressing like a grandma (not literally, she's a morikei girly), izmi eats whatever is breathing because yum.

Safa sees her biggest 2 followers as her kids

Izmi calls her mother Safa Lewis calls her Mama Safa

(lewis draws on moles to look more like Safa) Izmi was a follower of safa in old ass times idk

She was burned for accused witchcraft While burning she was praying to safa Safa granted her immortality. The reason why her hands are burn more is because that's where they burn her because they wanted her to stop praying because they thought she was some weird witch. At some point when our protag is dating safa izmi falls in love with a cashier in a grocery store(Kate) And they are like really hitting it off But the day izmi wants to confess Kate unalives herself and izmi is PETRIFIED

Safas last name isn't really Kaji (safa quite dislikes it because of the meaning)

She just knows umes name was Ume Kaji So she took on Kaji too because how else do you start a cult without a last name

Lee is the protagonist , all this happens before she was even born, she is half taiwanese half Filipino. During the end of the series you see how Safa is a manipulator and ruins them all, especially Lee

safa is made from ume so she's kinda just ume-nese (I'm so funny)

In public lewis and izmi pretend to be safas actual kids (even tho lewis is 6,1 and safa and Izmi are 5,9) and it's absolutely hilarious

Example:

X:"Is that your girlfriend?"

Lewis:"That's my mother"

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spotconln · 1 year

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uk conlon siblings

because @daveysjackie and i both love pinoy spot (clarice we miss you), naturally we had to expand on her life and gave her siblings. a lot of my other thoughts about her comes from here!

they are marisol, tala, and sean col-long at birth

ages in canon are 17, 13, and 9 respectively

marisol: sunflower in tagalog; before moving up to new york from the south, their mother’s favorite flowers were the narrowleaf sunflower. a beautiful plant that’s able to thrive in difficult conditions, a sentiment she hopes is passed onto her firstborn

tala: bright star in tagalog; like many others, the stars were an important guide that got their ancestors to america, strong and bright, grounding. the second-born, rounding out their little family and becoming a new star in the col-long constellation

sean: ‘god is gracious’ in irish; while not filipino in origin, their parents’ faith in god is a large part of their lives, so it seemed fitting to honor their third and final child after the faith that’s kept them together and strong as a family (also it’d be a crime to not keep sean conlon in the mix somehow)

when they move to new york, their last name becomes anglicized to conlon to assimilate a little better

tala and sean are part of the select few to call marisol ‘mari’, but it’s only used when they want something or feel mischievous

before moving, they’d speak in tagalog practically all the time. but after, they started speaking in english more for practice. they do still often communicate in tagalog, mostly to gossip in front of folks or discuss private things

because of her namesake, tala developed an appreciation for the stars, her favorite being the lyra constellation because it reminds her of the music shared in her community

mari loves both her siblings (despite their behavior at times) and prioritizes them over everything. tala gets along with mari more than she does sean. she’s the ‘anti-mari’, refusing to obey her sister sometimes, but she does not like sean for most of their childhood. she teases him for being the shortest and smallest of the three, often calling him mini, dot, half-off, semi-conlon, bite-sized, smidge, etc. sean’s biggest role model is mari, and took to trailing after her a lot when he was quite young

as newsies, they become spot, dash, and mini

spot: named after her deadly aim with a slingshot

dash: based on her mad running skills that spot is both proud of and hates – it’s easier for her to run off into a crowd whenever she does something stupid

mini: both because dash won’t stop calling him this and he aspires to be like spot one day, so people took to calling him a ‘mini spot’ (it was nearly freckles because he does have them and it adds to his charm in front of the ladies)

the three of them used to sleep in a single bunk (due to the fear of losing each other after their parents died) but when they got bigger, spot took the top bunk while dash and mini took the bottom. the three do try to squeeze together on occasion, to various degrees of success

spot taught them how to use a slingshot when they were each old enough and gave them their own personalized one. dash’s has the lyra constellation carved in, while mini’s has two circles – one large and small

dash, lucky, and stray make up the ‘troublemaking younger sister/cousin’ trio. they drive spot, belle (daveysjackie’s oc for lucky’s older sister), and specs (stray’s older cousin – ty bailey siblings) insane sometimes

sprinkling in the sprace; mini looks up to race as a brotherly figure. whenever he makes the trek over to brooklyn, at night he and dash and mini would sit on the fire escape and he would tell them stories until they fall asleep. spot watches from the window and takes her siblings back inside so race can sneak off undetected

mini becomes fiercely loyal to race. one time some of the brooklyn newsies were in manhattan, and he saw jack and race argue over something. immediately ran over to them and started hitting jack’s legs to defend race. race was highly appreciative. jack was confused but played along, over-exaggerating his defeat

now every time jack sees mini he starts off by dramatically hiding from him in his “are you following me” style. it boosts the kid’s ego so much

mini and les become fast friends, being the same age. mini absolutely teaches les how to use a slingshot. davey is concerned, spot just hopes no one’s eye is taken out

while dash thinks of mini as the ‘annoying younger brother’ for a long time, she’s still very protective over him. sees him get beat up by the delanceys once and “knocks morris’ teeth out with his own brass knuckles”. mini feels loved. spot is proud

mini punches dash’s arm hard enough to bruise once – she was teasing him for his small stature again – and she is immensely proud and has a newfound respect for him. of course, she hits him back and they tussle it out for a bit until spot breaks it up

as spot and race’s relationship continues on, and once the elders aren’t newsies anymore, race takes on more responsibilities taking care of dash and mini. they start to see him take on a fatherly role in their lives

mini calls him dad once and race cries

spot struggles a lot with balancing being young and fun with them as an older sister while also being stern and caring like a mother. she doesn’t want to replace their mother in their eyes, but there are moments where she acts as she would and it makes her emotional

she often worries that she didn’t do a well enough job of taking care of them throughout their adolescence. but then she sees them grow up to be the most wonderful, strong, caring and smart people and is relieved to have done an alright job (race argues she did an amazing job)

to dash and mini, the line between spot the sister and spot the mother figure gets blurrier as they grow older. while they do miss their mother – or the idea of a mother – spot has her own special place in their hearts that they wouldn’t give up for anything

i’m SO normal about them, can you tell

#newsies #newsies uk #uksies #west endsies #spot conlon #sprace #guys please talk to me about them i literally love them sm

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